'47' (2021) - F4MIL7 - Full Album Lyrics

1. N3xt

2. Four Things

3. Who Makes the Music?

4. Heavy

5. H3lp

1. N3XT

It feels like we're crazy

It feels like we're sane

It feels like it's different

When its all the same

It feels like the best

It feels like the worst

It feels like we're blessed

While knowing we're cursed

It feels like we're trapped

It feels like we're free

It feels like we're late

With no place to be

It feels like we're ruthless

It feels like we're soft

It feels like we're leading

It feels like we're lost

We feel like a failure

We feel like a joke

We work so damn hard

but we're still living broke

We jumped through the hoops

But we're drowning in debt

So what happens next?

What happens next?

What happens next?

What happens next?

We try to be patient

to wait for a better day

while all the world's blazing

with wild fires, a virus, and violence and riots

Just send me a sign

Any sign

That tomorrow's not a

A waste of our time

Should we give up?

And get out?

We're all shouting so loud

But nobody's changing their mind

Swinging blind

All the time

Drawing lines

I'd sell my

Soul just to know what to do

When we're backed in a corner

And what happens next?

What happens next?

That night I woke up

at two in the morning

and they were all looting

The store on the corner

It felt like a warning

It felt like a warning

That big change is coming

Are we past the point of no return

Have we built this up to watch it all burn?

How's it gonna go down

When we all go down?

The things that we love

Will be obsolete someday

The hard part is knowing

The right time to throw them

Away

So what do we have left?

Won't somebody tell me please

What happens next?

What happens next?

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2. Four Things

The storm of my lifetime

Is rolling in

Peaks are ahead and

I feel the wind

Sting my cheeks

I turn my collar up, I turn my collar up

Babe

Push back into the gales

Thinking that it’s all too much for me

Then I heard a voice saying so softly

Love, hustle, and learn

And keep climbing,

Keep climbing

Don’t give up now

You gotta just

Love, hustle and learn

And keep climbing

Keep climbing

Don’t give up now

And I’m a wanderer, still wandering

But the road back home is hard to

Find so

Maybe I’ll just go there

In my mind

Visions of my happiness, of my happiness

Blurred by

Whiteouts and washouts and blackouts and burnouts

My breath hangs in the air

Feet made of marble

A thousand-yard stare

Thinkin’ if I stayed here

That I could find a place here

But that’s just a lie that

I won’t give in to when

I’ve got four things

To lean into

Love, hustle and learn

And keep climbing

Keep climbing

Don’t give up now

Love, hustle and learn

And keep climbing

Keep climbing!

Don’t give up now

Miles and miles to go before I sleep

And there’s

Miles and miles to go before I sleep

Still I gotta keep climbing

I gotta keep climbing

Don’t know what’s up

And what’s down

But I gotta keep climbing

I gotta keep climbing

I just gotta keep climbing

What would you give

To let your dreams live?

To keep climbing

gotta keep climbing

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3. Who Makes the Music?

Waking up before the sun has greeted us

Walk down the stairs, half asleep, get ready to make some money for us

Bookshelf full of books that I haven’t read

A head full of the things that I haven’t said

To myself or anyone else

They think it’s a pipe dream

And I’m better off

The way I was

Before these crazy

Thoughts took off

And launched me into space

I have to know

Who makes the music?

Who makes the music?

If I don’t

Who will?

Who makes the music?

If I don’t who will?

Kiss goodbye, my coffee’s warm, I climb into the car

Radio tuned to jazz to find some peace inside before the war

Try not to wait at the light on Broadway or

I’ll never make it to work on time

I have to be my best,

And every day’s a test

And with the weight of it all

I just want to write

I just want to say

All these things inside

Punching a clock

Feels like I’m letting go of the one

Who makes the music?

Who makes the music?

If I don’t

Who will?

Who makes the music?

If I don’t who will?

Temp is up, pressure down, call the doc, things are changing now

Try to take care of myself even though I don’t know how

Frown cuz there’s never enough that I can do

A family grieves with all of what they go through

I hold it in my hands

The good things we can afford

I am here but

I don’t want to be

And I want to tell the family

I was meant for so much more

To be someone

Who makes the music?

Who makes the music?

If I don’t

Who will?

Who makes the music?

If I don’t who will?

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4. Heavy

Trying to make sense of the

Swirling emotions in my mind

So many years go by

We haven’t learned a single thing

Still live with anger

Still live with violence

Still live with hatred

Still live with silence

Why is there never peace without defeat?

Sometimes I wonder if we’re just living to die

Doomed to repeat history and live in a lie

Contemplation of confirmation and

Condemnation of consecration

Justice is no longer blind

I feel like I’m losing my mind

And it’s all so heavy

All so heavy

So heavy

Heavy

A generation

Scared of what we aren’t and scared of what we are

And here I am

Scared to be nobody and

Scared to be a star

Can we be proud of who we are

Can we apologize

For things done in the dark

When it’s all so

When it’s all so

Heavy

So heavy

So heavy

All so heavy

I don’t know the future

But I will not be silent

I blamed myself too long

Speaking out makes me strong

So what if I was drinking

Who cares what I was thinking?

He was a stranger

I didn’t see danger

But I didn’t choose

What he did to me then

Can’t remember much

Just comes in flashes

Time goes on and on

Sadness never passes

Though it’s part of my story

It’s not the whole picture

It’s just one paragraph

It’s just one paragraph

Of heavy

Ohhh heavy

It’s all so heavy

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5. H3LP

(Originally by The Beatles)

When I was younger, so much younger than today I never needed anybody's help in any way But now these days are gone and I'm not so self assured Now I find I've changed my mind, I've opened up the doors

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down And I do appreciate you being 'round Help me get my feet back on the ground Won't you please, please help me?

And now my life has changed in oh so many ways My independence seems to vanish in the haze But every now and then I feel so insecure I know that I just need you like I've never done before

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down And I do appreciate you being 'round Help me get my feet back on the ground Won't you please, please help me?

When I was younger, so much younger than today I never needed anybody's help in any way But now these days are gone, I'm not so self assured Now I find I've changed my mind, I've opened up the doors

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down And I do appreciate you being 'round Help me get my feet back on the ground Won't you please, please help me?

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